i don't know why i ended up in that state, its like usually i see ppl lying outside zouk, puking everywhere and i go, "ewwwwww". but last night, i was the one. fml. looking on e good side, i experienced smth different, but its smth i swear i'll NEVER wanna experience again! yucks!
lets recall the night,
was going about town with clar in search of a birthday prezzie for her mum. we ended up deciding on a black sleek prada wallet. v nice indeed. so while waiting for clar's colleagues to arrive, we chilled out at city hall starbucks. i had a non-fat vanilla latte and clar had white choc mocha frapp.
everything was going on fine, it was about 11 plus and we made our way to Supperclub.
it was a last min decision after i left house for sch that clar told me her colleagues jio-ed her clubbing at night and asked if i wanna go tgt. so our outfits were totally so awkward for the night. and we were totally kuku, it's our first time there so we didn't even know the way in and had gotta ask the security guard for directions.
got in and i was sianed ttm. songs were so-so, the place was small and the crowd, urrrgh. don't even mention about it again. i think it'll be my first and last time there, partially due to the trauma of puking too. but since clar colleagues decided on the place alr and they had free flow of drinks(!!), we stayed.
one of her colleagues was alr there when we reached, the others came later.
first thing was to get drinks, needed to get a lil high to dance at a dancefoolr like that. i missed phuture at that moment i had no idea why, not the squeezing crowd though. we had jagerbomb first, each a cup. we got up to the 2nd level to finish our drinks. and then they got a jug of cranberry vodka to share. after that, we were good to go dance. but after getting onto the dancefloor, still feeling so stift, we went to get drinks again. one apple shooter each and a jug of burbon coke.
oh that was the killer. first mouth of burbon coke and i looked at clar,"this IS strong!".
so we left the coke w some of her colleagues, danced and went back to drink somemore and then danced somemore. i knew i was high. songs i've never heard before made me scream too. and one of clar's colleague's friend, a guy, introduced himself while dancing. i knew i wasn't v sober then cause after awhile of having the convo w him, i totally forgot about it. like i continued dancing w clar and rmbed shaking hands w him, but i forgot his name and what we talked about alr.
we went to the loo the first time, and i knew i somehow can't really make it alr, but was still possible to walk myself. we went back to dance somemore and her colleagues brought teqilla lime over for us to sip. 2 mouthfuls of that and i told clar i needed the loo, again. this time, they knew i was almost out. i couldn't walk straight and when i came out, i sat at a corner near the entrance on the sofabed and told clar i needa rest.
just after 2 seconds, i puked. i turned to the floor and it was a merlion show.
oh man, i feel damn bad puking in the club, but i felt better knowing that i didn't puke on anyone or on the sofa itself. after my third puke on the same spot, i recalled the bouncers asking clar to help me to the loo. and i told her i wanna get out too. the thumping music mixing with the alcohol in my body was making me puke further. i needed a quiet ground at that moment. while walking out i recalled i couldn't even stand on my own, they helped me out and i was sitting outside the club. so many others were there smoking and i was puking away.
i could say i was semi-conscious. i could hear them talking but i can't exactly speak. i wanted to open my eyes but my body and head felt so heavy i just wanted to lie down. and goodness me, thank god pr was there too. man, love her loads too. actually, i feel so embarrassed. its my first time meeting clar's colleagues and i have to do this to them. if it wasn't for them, i would have laid there in my own puke till morning. they got me into a cab and the next thing i knew, i was at clar's house.
oh, and upon reaching, i remembered i used my index finger to draw a square and immediately everyone went screaming "plastic bag!!!". i was still considerate while drunk. they rendered i should stayover at clar's place till i wake up and get home rather than throw me home immediately. they put me at clar's guestroom and i curled up on e sofabed with 2 tissues and a plastic bag in hand.
while lying there, i heard ppl asking each other if everyone was okay. and the next thing, i heard puking in the toilet! clar puked too! and guess i zonked out after that. it was about 5 or 6 in the morning when i woke up to open the room door and tried to turn off the fan and aircon(?!). i was freezing, and then i went back to sleep again. i got up at 730 and called clar, she brought me my bag and sent me to get a cab back.
my head was so heavy, i still had the nauseous feeling in me when i got back, and i could still taste alcohol in my throat. i laid on the bed and fall aslp, waking up at 11am thinking if i shld get to school. i feel v bad, like a bad bad kid. i didn't expect myself to be in that kinda state too. i tried turning on my lappy and googled for fast hangover cures,to find that articles say that there is no fast way of curing a hangover(-.-). the reaction was due to dehydration of the body and a mixture of all the alcohol still being in e bloodstream.
i dragged myself to wash up and prepare for school, i sat on the bed before heading out to reply a msg and then it was as if my body was the positive side of a magnet and the bed had the negative side, i laid down and as much willpower i have to get up, my body didn't want to. i decided that this will be the one and only time that i'm gonna miss sch for sucha cause. i had to do so, it was dangerous even for me to make my way to school in that kinda state. i closed my eyes and fell aslp again.
got up half an hour later to get lunch downstairs. figured out i had to have some food since i didn't ate much the day before due to cramps and the tightening of my braces, plus i puked so much out too. had brown rice w veges, drank warm water and continued sleeping.
got up and i felt MUCH BETTER! P.H.E.W!
i was still wondering how long will i have to last with that disgusting feeling.
moral of the story ------------ gotta control while drinking.
then again, i thought i didn't drank much, maybe it was due to the high alcohol content in those drinks they served. for now, i'm still having the phobia of alcoholic drinks. and the next time i club, if i can be high without drinks then be it!
it was an unforgettable night, and a night i'll never want to repeat in my life e v e r a g a i n.
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